Dreams of the Wolven: Ch 1
His mother, a woman in her mid 50s at this point, though her age didn't show much, aside from some wrinkles, as she took good care of herself.
Golding Incorporated
Standing between him and the outside was a huge man, perhaps well into his 50s, but with a mean case of old-man strength. he looked ridiculous in his fine business suit, his large hands folded together before him.
The Blessing and The Curse - Part 19 & Epilogue
I turned my head to look at him - he looked to be in his mid-50s, a balding man sporting a thick mustache and a flannel shirt that made him look like a lumberjack. he smiled in equal parts relief and greeting. "you were out like that for a day or so.
The Leaves of Fall Act 3: Something That Matters (Part 18)
Someone to talk to who is 'woke') \>you take a step back \>and then another \>you tap sam on the shoulder \>she jumps a little, but seems to get the message, and takes a quiet step in sync with you… \>as do mike and jenna \>"let's start with the 50s
A Spare in the Trunk: Part VI
He almost conceded defeat, but wholesome visions couples dressed in 50s faire watching the sunset and slow, gliding motions kept him from turning it off. he had an ulterior motive for wanting to show her slow, sappy music.
What's me necklace?
However, a little more digging reveals that the whole notion of the "13-month celtic tree calendar" is, in fact, a fabrication\* - based on faulty research from the '40s and '50s (itself building on things from the 1600's) that has recently (around the '90s
The Spyro Chronicles Chapter 22: The Archilles
The two with the 50s opened up first. the marines in the pod immediately dropped to the ground. anderson ran up, attracted by the sounds of gunfire. "what the hell?"
What is The Lustful Melt Gag?
Nowadays and i mean in the past four years of this new decade and in the past 14 years of this new century, the lustful melt gag has been used just as much as this as it was when it just began all was the back in the 1940s and 50s.
"The Gift" Stephanie's Storyline, Chapter 8.2
He wore those old, thick black plastic framed glasses that were so popular in the 50s and dressed like he was a lower level manager businessman from a same-era sitcom. calling out, i realized that couldn't remember his name. "um... hello?
The Cave of Lost Lovers
The Cave of Lost Lovers * * * (No one is allowed to take credit for this work apart from me. If you want to use it somehow, I would appreciate it if you were to get in touch with me first.) * * * (A very brief, dark oneshot I thought up some time...
Flush From the Den
Window curtains and scans the outside as you travel away from your house \>the light of the everflame streetlamp flitters into the carriage, tracing the old bishop's jaw in a dark shadow, setting his mouth in a thin, hard line \>he's a bony man for his 50s
A Simple Dinner
Being in her 50s had done nothing to wear away her gentle, kind face. "well, what do you expect? i haven't seen you since my birthday. didn't realize it took me getting older or mother's day for you to visit with me."